#OC: Bit and Byte

[puppypop5]

I've got the gloriouz part 2 of thiz fuzion AU

Meet Bit and Byte!! the fuzion of Vee and Razzle n Dazzle!! zimilarly to Vee, they run a gamezhow!! when off camera, the gamezhow iz meant to lift their fellow Toon'z moodz, boozt their zpiritz and bring joy!! herez a link to zome extra info about the AU ^^

below are extra doodlez and a twisted concept ^^

REBLOGZ ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!!

[spookberry]

How Byte got a Roommate

[rainbyte]

SPY!!!

[geodesick]

[ID: a lineup of four oc's from tallest to shortest: rox, alax, bit, and kip. rox is thin with brown skin and shoulder length wavy brown hair, standing with her hands in her pockets. she's wearing a cropped red t-shirt with a bunny on it over a grey and white striped shirt, with a long dark pink skirt and brown boots. alax is fat with dark brown skin and short black hair, standing with his hands on his hips. he's wearing a purple shirt with a panda on it, a spiked choker, a black vest with cut off sleeves, black ripped pants, black boots, and fingerless gloves with longer mesh gloves underneath. he also has on black lipstick and thick eyeliner. bit is slightly chubby with pale skin and dyed blond hair shaved on one side, making a peace sign with one hand and holding the other behind their head. it's wearing a sports bra that says "boob" across it, sweat pants that are half solid gray and half checkered, a short sleeve jacket, yellow crocs, and yellow tinted glasses. kip is fat with a light complexion, a dark mullet, and a beard. she's wearing an orange bra under darker orange overall shorts, orange socks, and brown boots. end ID]

ehehe . my sillies

[mediasploshion]

friend introduced me to gavv and now I have a kamen rider parasite something fierce, gotta make my own now

meet Byte

[blueberry-blast]

can I offer you some agents in this trying time

[duckapus]

One day, when Abyssal happens to be in the SM64 universe, Emulator notices something very obviously off with her. So, of course, she approaches with all the subtlety she's capable of.

"Hey Abby, how's it hangin'?"

The Admin is understandably startled by the somehow-still-slightly-taller woman suddenly appearing next to her, and -with her balance rather understandably being off in her current state- she nearly falls over before Emmy puts a hand on her back to support her.

Which shouldn't have been possible, considering what's supposed to be back there.

"Whoops. Sorry about that."

"I-it's fine," she gets her feet back under her and brushes herself off, then smiles at her friend, "I should really be used to that by now, anyway."

"Still," she shrugs, then steps back a bit and makes a small show of briefly looking Abyssal over, "So, that's a new look. You just trying something new, or..."

Abyssal's smile becomes a bit forced as her shoulders twitch, instincts trying to flex muscles that should be there but aren't, and her hand goes up to her chest to fiddle with an edge that doesn't currently exist, "You, ah... noticed that, huh?"

Emmy's face twists into some cross between a grin and a wince, "bit hard not to. I mean the cloak is one thing but you're missing limbs here."

Indeed, Abyssal's wings are completely absent, and her cloak has gone from being open at the front if not for the clasp and belt to only having openings at the top, bottom and sleeves. It's a massive change, and not one she looks even remotely comfortable with.

She keeps fiddling with the front of her...well it's more of a robe now, really, "Well, uh, you know my model's been changing a little ever since the incident."

A nod, "Yeah, I noticed the growth spurt."

"Well, recently I got something a little more...drastic than that. I'm not sure if it's a side-effect from Sora breaking my connection to... It, or if it's just me being more comfortable with myself, but I'm starting to get...uh...an accent color, I guess?"

"You saw black and backslid a little, didn't you?" it's clear from her tone, that it's not an accusation, though it is mostly rhetorical.

Abyssal groans in frustration and leans heavily on Emmy's shoulder, "God I hate this. I'm free now, I'm supposed to be getting better, but I still feel like I have to hide even though everyone already knows!" she doesn't stop the (mostly angry) tears from falling as she's pulled into a hug, "I hate that that thing still has so much power over me..."

"Hun, you had to deal with that for almost a decade and a half. Nobody's gonna judge you for needing time, or for stumbling a few times as you go," a certain stick figure comes to mind, and she adds, "well, nobody who matters at least."

"I know that, I just..." she huffs in annoyance, either at the situation or herself, and gently pulls herself out of the hug, "My wings just got back to full strength and now-" her arms wave out before flopping down to her sides, "I just...I know pushing myself before I'm ready is usually a bad idea, but maybe I need just a little push this time? Maybe if one other person saw them?"

Emulator gives it some serious thought...for a few moments, then shrugs, "Well, if you're up for it. Let's see 'em!"

Abyssal blinks, a bit startled, and suddenly looks apprehensive, "Wait, like right now? With you?"

"Of course! Better to do it now while you've still got the nerve worked up, right?"

"Well, yeah, that makes sense, but uh...are you sure? 'Cause we're dealing with, you know, pink and black here. And you've kind of got a pretty good reason for... possibly not reacting well to that combo?"

Emmy shrugs, "True, but that's still an 'if.' And if I do turn out to have that kind of hangup, it'll be my problem for me to work through. You shouldn't have to keep hurting yourself just to accommodate an issue I might not even have."

When she still doesn't look fully convinced, Emmy sighs, switching to her rarely used full-voice-acting mode, "Abyssal, do you remember when we first met?"

Abyssal nods hesitantly, not sure where this is going.

"It was the day this place got activated, and just about everything that could go wrong, had. And then, when they saw me, every single Admin, even Domain and Forum when they finally woke up, wrote me off as just one more point on their long list of problems -and some of them kept thinking that for a long time. I know even CPU thought of me as an occasional headache at best as recently as a little over a year ago.

"Every one of them, except you. You looked at me and you saw another person, one who'd been thrown into an impossible situation and had no idea what was going on, and you walked right up and introduced yourself and asked me if I was okay. You were the first person to ever decide I was actually worth the effort, and that meant everything to me. It still does.

"That's why I want to do this with you. That's why, even if this does turn out to hit one of my trauma buttons (still an 'if' there, by the way), I'm still going to be as supportive as possible. You're worth the effort too, and if you'll let me I'll do whatever I can to make you believe that because I know you probably don't yet."

"I-" Abyssal chokes on her words, not knowing what to say to all that, then swallows and shakes her head, getting a determined gleam in her eye, "Okay. Let's do this."

There's a brief moment of hesitation, and then her form shimmers, her usual model's details slowly overriding the current one. When it's over her cloak is back to normal (though the belt is loose, revealing a small glimpse of whatever outfit she wears underneath, her top noticeably darker than the last time Emmy got a peek of it), and her wings arc gracefully over her shoulders, seeming a little larger than they'd been before, and Emulator gasps when she sees the new pattern that had caused so much grief.

"Oh, Abby, they're beautiful."

Huh. That definitely wasn't the reaction she'd been expecting, "They- really?"

She pulls one of them forward, trying to see whatever it is her friend is seeing, and blinks in surprise. What had looked like black in her peripheral vision back then is actually a very dark purple which seems to glisten in the midday sun, at certain angles even seeming to sparkle like there are little flecks of starlight caught in it. The new color is mainly on her primary flight feathers, going almost halfway down each one on the topside and only forming a narrow chevron at the tip on the bottom, with an irregular scattering of small splotches on the rest of the wing. The more she looks at it, the more she comes to agree with Emulator's assessment.

She lets out a huff that's almost a laugh, grinning, "Got all worked up for nothing, huh?"

"Not nothing. You saw something that reminded you of a time you were hurt, you're allowed to be upset about that."

"Yeah, I know. Just hard to remember that sometimes," now she really does laugh a little, "I feel like it should be weird that you're mothering me when I'm older than you."

Emmy smirks, "You know as well as I do that that doesn't mean shit in this group."

"Fair enough."

There's a comfortable silence for a little while, until Abyssal finds herself staring wistfully up at the sky. Her wingtips twitch almost imperceptibly, but Emulator still takes notice.

"How long?"

"...A few weeks, I think," she looks over, clearly yearning but not wanting to just leave her friend behind.

Emmy shoots her back an understanding smile, "You're not made to be stuck on the ground, Abby. You know what you need."

There's another hug, thanking her for things words simply can't express, and then in a few wingbeats she's off, soon becoming nothing but a pink speck swooping around among the clouds, reveling in her rediscovered freedom.

[violet-of-the-stars]

Uhhh yeah OC time again!! Here are my uhhh FNF and Garten of Banban characters

[ghostfish-cookie]

Also something else for anyone who cares lol

Meet Beetle Byte Cookie! Based on an idea I had with friends about after the Beast's respective defeats, a cookie was made for them with small fragments of the Beasts' power. Each is specially made to combat their respective Ancient, and target their weaknesses.

Beetle Byte is the 'helper' for Burning Spice; an energetic and electric cookie with an insatiable appetite! And their most favorite snack of all? Soul cheese!! Beetle Byte is a digital pest that was designed to eat away all that Golden Cheese holds dear and leave nothing but crumbs behind.

Unfortunately for Beetle Byte, their design came with a flaw: they cannot resist their favorite snacks! Dealing with Beetle Byte is always a game of push and pull in an attempt to get the Soul Cheeses out unscathed.

More doodles under the cut >w<

I don't think they'd get along with Nutmeg Tiger well at all. They wouldn't follow her orders, and claim to be the 'better right hand' to Burning Spice. They don't actually care about all that, and mostly say it to anger her, lol-

And another little thing! Beetle Byte is more supposed to be eating away at her treasures while she's distracted fighting Burning Spice, given they have no hope at winning against her.

They like to call Burning Spice 'My Lord', and mockingly calls Golden Cheese 'Her Radiance'. Despite how little they care for most things other than their snacks, they do genuinely look up to and follow Burning Spice. They lack the kind of fear that most feel towards him considering they feel he would never hurt them, considering they were made specifically for him, and they aren't 'like those silly spices'.

[bit-and-byte]

[CONNECTION ESTABLISHED]

Is this thing on? Yeah yeah we're rolling, hurry it up

Ok, ok, jeez

Hello, Internet! and welcome to Bit and Byte's first shot at this 'interacting with other people' thing, im sure the internet is an effective teacher for this typa stuff

We'll answer questions, post the occassional art piece (From us, or you crazy people) and just generally make this place substantially worse by our presence Not everyone is a chaos hungry virus, Byte... Anyway... About us! Bit: Digital program with sentience, Keeps Byte in che- Boring idiot who doesn't do anything but complain Byte: The cool one, An attached virus to bit, has all the good ideas

[ashersbunker]

TF2 OC || Fritz Byte

I finally drew my robot merc oc! He's a reprogrammed medic bot with a soldier bot torso, the legs were made with reused metal from non working bots but the design is inspired by the scout bot and the spy bot!

He's actually friends with my other tf2 oc "Victor" and is the one that takes care of him! This silly guy considers himself a freak or an abomination because he's aware that medic bots don't look like that.

He's really nervous and clumsy, but when he's comfortable he's goofy. His original programming may kick from time to time but is really not that common.

The medic bits are inspired by ecto-hazard, this artist has a blog with their lovely robot merc ocs, check it out here!

[corromon]

Never got round to posting her here but I made a protogen oc called "Byte"! I had some neat ideas for her but tbh I need to flesh em out a "bit" before doing anything else with her.

[operator42ndstate]

So. Signalis death screens, right? Everybody knows we're a machine.

Interesting part about our Betriebssystem (OS): if you look at the part after LSTR-SYS, you see 8 hexadecimal digits. That's 4 bytes, meaning Replika logic uses 32-bit addresses.

We as real humanity phased such systems out a while ago: if your system uses 32-bit addresses, it can only address an amount of memory that was common in 2011 but is laughable today.

My point is, with a maximum of 4GiB (~4.3GB) of RAM, the Replikas of the Eusan Nation (or at least LSTRs) are fully-fledged individuals.

The wonders of bioresonance.

POINTS OF CONFUSION/ALTERNATIVE INTERPRETATION/JUST OTHER THOUGHTS:

The error code is not like what I'm used to seeing. Hexadecimal numbers are usually expressed as 0x0123456789abcdef, instead of starting with 3x like in the screenshot (or 1x like in a bunch of others I have).

If 0023:512000158494 is an address instead, Replika logic IS 64-bit (like every contemporary computer on the planet which yes includes phones). If that is the case, to pad the remaining 32 from the hexadecimal part in the error location, maybe there would be bits allocated to expressing LSTR and SYS (you know, maybe some other error could be like STAR-MISC-BEEFBEEF). If we assume 2 bytes express each, that means there can be 65536 possible Replika classes, so make those OCs.

Between deaths, 0023:512 stays constant, but the rest of that number varies. The number after LSTR-SYS varies. The number after ***STOP varies. Depending on where you are in the game, the error code can end with [LSTR-512] (not sure where the split happens, so I restarted the game and regularly get murdered for the experiment to work) or [LSTR-L̵̨̝̬͊Ė̶̲͉͍T̸̺͂̀Ū̵̡͇̿̔S̴̰̓̚B̷̦̓E̷̦̺̮̐̐Ć̶̞̂O̸͖͉̽͆͝M̴̝̭̀E̶̦͎̫̍͆͛Ẅ̸̰́̀͛H̸̞̎̅͠Õ̴̠͉̭̃̀L̶̡͍͐͋͋E̴̥̠̿̃Ä̴̳̟̝̔̌G̴̘̋A̷͓̤̲̍̍́I̶͎͍͖͌Ṇ̶̫̠͌͌̚] (probably not what that text says, just used zalgo for dramatic effect).

[blueikeproductions]

Since we still have very little to go by as of typing for CyberWorld, here’s some fan scenarios, using some of my G1/Cyberverse/Earthspark OCs and picked canon characters to pad things out.

The bits with Sky-Byte are taken from the RiD01 anime, because I thought it’d be funny with with the CyberWorld versions. May Peter Spellos rest in peace, I think it’s a shame we won’t have him back in the Transformers role he made famous (or his Digimon roles for that matter when Meramon and Whamon inevitably return in the anime).

Shadow Striker joins Beast Movor and Flash Flamingo to fill out the Decepticons in this scenario. She has a spider beast mode based on fan speculation during CV she’d be the new BlackArachnia/Airachnid type.

[snowflake-bah]

Weird combo, but is there any way you could do a pack that's retro tech (like.. 80s, but early 2000s works) and fish based? Masculine, computer oriented?

If not, that's okay, I really like your blog and what you do!

𝜗𝜚 PACK # 020 – masc retro & fish based alter

+ level 2

tysmmm !!! ^_^ also here you go !! i didn ' t really know how to make this one , so sorry if it ' s not what you wanted 😭😭 / gen ,, hope you like it tho ^^

+ fun fact : we almost finished the pack before i realized i misread the request , and we had to do it again 😓😓

name ( s ) : comp , byte , chip , terabyte , pixel , retro , tetra , marlin , koi , fish / mr . fish , theodore

pronouns : he / him , they / them , it / its , hy / hym , hx / hxm , ae / aer , xy / xym , ix / ixs , 01 / 01s , comp / computer , tech / technology , radio / radios , static / statics , tv / tvs , retro / retros , cons / console , vid / video , glitch / glitches , arcade / arcades , pix / pixel , bit / bits , color / colors , vivid / vivids , bright / brights , joy / joycon , rainbow / rainbows , bubble / bubbles , fish / fishes , aqua / aquas , sand / sands , wave / waves , star / fish , clam / clams , shore / shores , scale / scales , ☎️ / ☎️s , 📺 / 📺s , 📼 / 📼s , 🌈 / 🌈s , 🎸 / 🎸s , 👾 / 👾s , 🕹 / 🕹s , 🐟 / 🐟s , 🦈 / 🦈s , 🌊 / 🌊s , 🫧 / 🫧s

age : 18

gender ( s ) : transmasc , genderqueer , retrogender , arcadecoric , 80scoric , cryptidglitchic , retroane , tvheadgender , ichthyogender , fishtix , koigender

orientation ( s ) : gay , bisexual , ambiamorous

role ( s ) : social alter , internal self helper , front keeper , archivist

source ( s ) : x / 80s retro aesthetive

personality : nice , silly , somewhat clever , empty - headed , honest , can get serious and / or melancholic

likes : aquariums , video games , rainbows , books , nostalgia , tumblr , making friends , mtv

dislikes : disrespectful people , vegetables , gore , " cringe culture "

positive triggers : fish , tv head ocs , retro video games , social situations

species : shapeshifter , humanoid

appearance :

( 3 most common forms )

+ has a fish ( usually koi fish ) tail in most of hxs forms

+ when vivid is in 🎸 ' s " human " form , ix ' s skin turns to scales whenever sand is in contact with water

signoff ( s ) : 🖤 , 🗝 , ☕ , 🕰 , 📜 , 🎞 , 🖋️ , ☎️ , 🩹 , 🕺 , 📺 , 🌈 , 📚 , 🎼 , 🎸 , 🎬 , 📷 , 📼 , 👾 , 🕹 , 🐟 , 🐠 , 🐡 , 🦈 , 🕸 , 🌊 , 🌫 , 🫧

extra : their personality slightly changes when 👾 changes forms

[allmyocsarebritish]

stares at you with sad wet pathetic dog eyes

I've been dwelling on this for an oc but !! vox x reader where the reader is some sort of water creature/being and just 😈 ugh them being so gentle with each other but like little jokey threats from reader

unlikely lovers and just *screams into pillow* I love vox

- not Renée 🧡

Unlikely lovers

Vox X water based reader

Warnings(?): reader controls water, with demonic form of a siren, soft Vox, Vox overworking himself

Hi *not* Renée, I really really hope I did your idea justice, it was so fun to write and I love ittt!!

Electronics and water didn't mix. Exposure to liquids damaged appliances, sending them overloading in an electric surge and sparks flying. It was a well known fact, but, in accordance with the laws of attraction, opposite charges are always drawn towards eachother.

Vox should have been more careful, knowing that you were destined to destroy him. But he wasn't, and now here you were, corrupting his system and turning him soft. The audacity you had to just waltz in and short circuit his brain, (? Monitor?) permanently implanting yourself in his kingdom of bits and bytes was unmatched. And the worst part was how much he enjoyed it.

For as long as Vox could remember, his status, image and reputation had undeniably been the forefront of his life, though it had become clear that you were toppling this. And, though he remained in denial about how extreme his affection was for you, it was clear to everyone who knew him. The other Vees, his workers, yourself, even if sometimes you did feel second best.

Vox was rather obsessive, allowing work to consume all of his waking hours, and though you knew that wasn't something you could change, you remained present throughout his long days.

Despite the long hours that had passed, Vox still showed no signs of putting his paperwork to the side. Your patience began to wear thin as he picked up yet another 'essential' phone call, and you became rather restless. As impressive as the corporate empire he had built himself was, the business was taking its toll, turning Vox into the living embodiment of stress. It was more than concerning, and as much as he tried to convince you he was not working too hard, you knew he had limits.

The sound of the phone call ending roused you from your thoughts, and you watched as his charismatic business persona began to crack.

"When are you going to take a break?" You complained from a chair in the back of his office.

"Just a second, dollface. I'm nearly done, I promise." Vox responded, not even sparing you a glance away from his excessive amount of screens.

"You were 'nearly done' over an hour ago." you rolled your eyes, slumping in your chair, staring at the back of his TV."Vox, I swear if you don't pay attention to me I *will* waterboard you."

You perked up at the realisation that your (mostly) empty threat caught his curiosity. He spun around to face you in his swivel chair, eyes narrowing slightly.

"You wouldn't." He spoke rather quietly, tone accusatory.

A mischievous smirk played on your lips as you sat up straighter, raising an eyebrow. Taking great care as to *not* splash your techy boyfriend, water droplets flung across the room from your fingertips, dampening the floor.

"Want to bet?"

Vox sighed and shook his head, getting up slowly and making his way over to you, barely suppressing the smile that made its way across his screen. You offered him your own, opening your arms for him to sink into. As soon as he complied, Vox felt the stress of the day begin to ebb and fade, melted by your anchoring presence. And though he was much too stubborn and prideful to admit it, your determination in forcing him to take breaks from his overpowering workload was comforting and much needed.

"Was that so hard?" You teased, hand gently drawing circles over Vox's arm. He rolled his eyes, though his soft smile betrayed the sarcastic act.

"Yes, unbearably." He rested his TV on your shoulder, feigning exhaustion from the effort of stepping away. You snorted a laugh and he brightened, allowing you to rest against him. You playfully, and gently, flicked his antenna, watching as it bounced back and forth before stilling. He gave you a look, taking your hand in his own, softly caressing it with clawed fingers, before raising your knuckles to his screen and pressing a kiss to them.

"What a gentleman." You joked, to which he shook his head, still smiling.

"Anything for you, sweetheart." He responded, sarcasm dripping from his voice to mask the genuine statement.

"Don't get soft."

"Wouldn't dream of it, darling."

Who would have guessed that the technology overlord could be so smitten for a water demon? It was inevitable that you would be his weakness, though what was unforseen was the fact it was in the best way imaginable. The other overlords may see his infatuation with you as a downfall and a failure on Vox's behalf, it was his strongest quality. You gave him a tolerance to water, hence the electronic sharks residing in his mansion. As unlikely as your love was, you were utterly enthralled with eachother.

Around you Vox held no real weakness, you were his strength, his partner, and all that really mattered in his afterlife.